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Marissa wanted to prolong the sensation, to live in that flashpoint, teetering on the brink of ultimate satisfaction. She didn't have the control for ...t, though. Not then. Her fingers worked furiously, squelching noisily into her dripping pussy, her other hand rubbing feverishly at her pulsing little nub. She couldn't stop it. Marissa came on a groaning exhale. The intensity doubled her over, bringing her to her knees in front of the mirror as waves of pure bliss blinded her to everything. ” Paige moaned.Dan was amazed to see that King had pushed the fat knot at the base of his penis inside the young girl's pussy. Now as the massive dog began ejaculating, he and the girl were locked together until he was done with her.“Do you want her now, or after King is finished?” Mark asked, still fucking Maddy on the couch.“Now, while he’s in her.” Dan said, standing to remove his pants and boxers“King. Turn boy. Turn around.” Mark commanded.With his right leg, then his back leg, the huge. More

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